A few random things for a Wednesday

I am still in the doldrums.  But now it is worse.  I did finish the sleeve of the sweater I mentioned.  I would show you a picture but it is hard to take a picture of a half finished sweater that doesn’t end up looking like a picture of a dead body.  So never mind.  You will just have to trust me.  The problem now is I made some adjustments to the sleeves so they would actually fit without being painted on tight and now I have too many stitches for the prescribed decreases.  This means I have to do math.  And at the moment, I am really not in the mood.

The doldrums are worse now because I have added another project to the mix.



This is (part of) a sock.  Specifically this is part of a Pointelle sock from knit. sock. love. by Cookie A.  This is a book I should own, but I do not.  So I checked it out of the library to knit these socks.  The problem is, I still have about 20 rows of the leg to knit on this the first sock, and I can already tell they are going to be too small around for my big fat (kind people call them athletic) calves.  This is discouraging because I have so enjoyed knitting it.  Now I don’t know what to do and this is discouraging.  So discouraging in fact that I may have to start a third project just to keep my spirits up.


Hey look, I finished my socks.  Yay me.


This is the yarn I dyed myself earlier this year.  I am quite pleased with how they turned out.  They are pretty wacky, but I like them.

I did these from the toe up, so I don’t know how long they will last.  I seem to have better luck getting socks to last when I knit them from the top down.  But, I like knitting from the toe up because you don’t have to knit a gauge swatch.  It’s true.  You just cast on for the toe and keep increasing until it fits.  Awesome.

Now apparently I have to knit some bandages for Princess O’s stuffed animal veterinary practice.  Then, it’s time to suck it up and cast on 700+ stitches for the wrap I want to make.  Just the thought of it makes me want to lie down.

Danger! Knitting ahead

I bet I’m the only one around here who’s done this

The other day I actually stabbed myself in the hand with a knitting needle.  I am not even kidding.  I reached down to pick up my knitting, apparently with a little more force than usual, and the tip of one of the needles went right into my hand.  Ouch.  And all this time I thought that was impossible.  Silly me.

The good news is it didn’t do much damage.  I mean, without getting too ishy, it didn’t do much more than break the surface.  I just went “Aaahh! (insert bad words here)” and pulled it out again.  And it was just a size one needle.  Those are very tiny.  The last bit of good news is that it wasn’t a wooden knitting needle, which I suspect would have broken.  I suspect that would have been a slightly bigger problem.

Today it just kind of looks like a mosquito bite.  And I didn’t even get blood on the yarn.  I was pleased about that. 

Here is a picture of Sock One.


 Sock two is still on the needles.  I am so done with these socks, but unfortunately, I am not finished, if you know what I mean.  This yarn did not knit up quite as cute as I thought it would, and it has been fighting me every step of the way.  I don’t think it wants to be socks, but since it is sock yarn, it doesn’t have much choice.